Something has happened...
I am not sad anymore. I am not mad anymore. I don't really care.
This morning a new song called "Kids in Love" or something of the sort was on and I thought about the good times without feeling either of those emotions. I smiled and laughed a little, and thought about how different we were when we started and how different we were from each other and about how good of a run we had had. Then I wondered why he would want to forget me and I remembered that he's crazy and needs help and that this really ISN'T me.
Then I thought a little bit about Mark and how great of a time we had and how much I really did love him back then.
Then I thought about Rayce and how wonderful he is and how lucky I am because he loves ME. He doesn't love his idea of me, but ME. And that's AWESOME. He really is the most important boyfriend I have ever had and the best. He's supportive and he doesn't hurt me. He's letting me be me. Count your blessings, one by one.
This morning a new song called "Kids in Love" or something of the sort was on and I thought about the good times without feeling either of those emotions. I smiled and laughed a little, and thought about how different we were when we started and how different we were from each other and about how good of a run we had had. Then I wondered why he would want to forget me and I remembered that he's crazy and needs help and that this really ISN'T me.
Then I thought a little bit about Mark and how great of a time we had and how much I really did love him back then.
Then I thought about Rayce and how wonderful he is and how lucky I am because he loves ME. He doesn't love his idea of me, but ME. And that's AWESOME. He really is the most important boyfriend I have ever had and the best. He's supportive and he doesn't hurt me. He's letting me be me. Count your blessings, one by one.